Yes, Eric. I'm glad you were willing to let him practice. You never know what might come through the door. I would have told him how to open it, but he'd been so hesitant to use it. But really, it's a load off my mind, so I'll overlook you trying to shoo him away for me.

[A smirk and a mock-salute. It gives him immeasurable satisfaction every time someone tells Sam Merlotte that Lucifer is bad news, because Sam does as he'd promised: he ignores them.]